Do not go to the galaxy

Chapter 8
When Xiang Wan returned home, Mama Zhang saw the Band-Aid on her forehead at a glance: "Miss, what's wrong with your forehead?!"

Xiang Wan didn't want Zhang Ma to worry, so she didn't plan to tell her what happened at school: "It's okay, I just accidentally touched it and broke the skin."

Even though she said so, Zhang Ma still pulled her to check carefully before giving up, and she kept saying: "You have a poor sense of balance when you play small, you can fall on flat ground, and your body is often bruised and purple." , so you have to pay more attention at ordinary times, girls, what should I do if I knocked and fell and lost my appearance?and also……'

Seeing that Mama Zhang didn't intend to stop, Xiang Wan couldn't bear it any longer: "Okay, okay, I get it, I'll go back to my room first!" '

After finishing speaking, she trotted upstairs.

In the evening, Mama Zhang delivered milk to Xiang Wan's room.

Seeing the pure milk in the cup, the image of the night when his mother fell from the building flashed in Xiang Wan's mind, and his heart became tense: "Mother Zhang, take the milk away. I won't drink it, and I won't use it in the future." '

Zhang's mother roughly guessed why she didn't drink milk, but she was still worried about her state: "But miss...you have been used to drinking milk since you were a child, and you can't sleep well without drinking milk. You have been insomnia these days, how can your body handle it?" '

Xiang Wan turned her back to Mama Zhang: "Just get used to it, I want to rest, you go out first."

Seeing Xiang Wan's insistence, Mama Zhang had no choice but to give up and closed the window for her, leaving only a desk lamp.

Zhang Ma walked to the door and bumped into Zuo Xingyun head-on. He seemed to have just returned from an important occasion. He had not had time to change out of his black couture suit. His white shirt was buttoned up carefully and his dark tie was meticulously buttoned. It seems that there is a feeling that strangers are not close.

Seeing Mama Zhang holding milk in her hand, with a worried expression on her face, he glanced into the evening room: "What's wrong?"

Zhang's mother lowered her voice: "Miss came back early today, and there is still a wound on her forehead. She said it was done by herself. I am a little worried..."

Zuo Xingyun paused for a moment, then took the milk from Mama Zhang: "I'll go." '

Mama Zhang was a little stunned. Although Xiang Wan and Zuo Xingyun had the best relationship when they were young, and they were almost inseparable, but now the two of them are at war...

Before she could react, Zuo Xingyun had already opened the door and entered.

Hearing the opening of the door, Xiang Wan thought it was Mama Zhang who had returned, so she lay still until the tall figure cast by the desk lamp completely covered her, and she felt the oppressive force that could not be ignored.

"why you?!"

Xiang Wan sat up and leaned against the head of the bed, her eyes were full of nervousness and a little embarrassment after being disturbed.

Zuo Xingyun stood in front of the bed and handed her the milk: "Drink it."

The simple and direct two words are more like a domineering order.

Xiang Wan never tried this, so she raised her hand and pushed his hand away in displeasure, with a little force, expressing her determination to protest.

The milk spilled a little, staining the black glove on Zuo Xingyun's right hand, but even so, he didn't intend to take off the glove, but instead put the milk on the bedside table, with a cool tone: "You are no longer As a child, you should know how to take care of your body."

Hearing what he said, Xiang Wan inexplicably felt amused: "Oh, did I hear you right? You don't care about me, do you? Zuo Xingyun, isn't it easier for you to invade my family's property when I'm dead? Don't make it so As if there is any old love between us to remember, put away your hypocrisy, so that everyone can be more at ease."

Zuo Xingyun didn't refute anything, and there was no emotion on his face: "Then you can continue like this. According to what you said, you are dead... I am also satisfied."

Then, he turned around and walked to the door, stopped, and turned his head slightly: "By the way, just to remind you, your mother is only in the ICU, not dead. If you want to give up on yourself, you have to drag her to be buried with her. If I were you, I will try my best to get back what belongs to me, instead of encountering a little setback, like a piece of trash.”

The moment Xiang Wan grabbed the pillow and threw it at it, the door just closed.The soft pillow bounced to the ground, turned over a few times unwillingly, scared 'Nian Nian' got under the bed.

Perhaps it was because he hadn't slept well these days, Xiang Wan rarely fell asleep before eleven o'clock.

The thunder in the early morning somewhat disturbed people's dreams, but the thunder seemed to be mixed with footsteps and door opening sounds that were so light that they were almost inaudible...?
When she realized this, Xiang Wan didn't pay attention to it at first, because she was too sleepy, and Mama Zhang would occasionally come at night to see if she had put on the quilt.

The sound of footsteps approached, and suddenly, a pair of cool hands gently held her cheeks.

The faint pine fragrance slowly entered the nostrils, and Xiang Wan felt as if someone had poured a basin of cold water on him, and he lost all sleepiness immediately!

(End of this chapter)